Seeing that the person in front of him was staring at him for too long, Ji Moqing opened his arms a little dissatisfied.

"Qinghe? Do you know what you're doing? ”

Seeing his gesture of begging for a hug, Ji Xin helplessly supported his forehead, and Mo Qinghe pouted aggrievedly.

"Salary......

Ji Xin deliberately teased him, raised his head, Ji Mo Qinghe's expression gradually changed unpredictable, Ji Xin swore that this was the most evil smile she had seen Ji Mo Qinghe in so long, just by turning around, he was already in his arms......

At this time, the tent was warm, and the officials and marquis of the wedding banquet were carried or carried back to the house after handing over the glass, only Yidong, Zhaoyu, and Ding Hanjie finally had to drink a glass of wine in their empty hands, and Xiao Jin on the side wanted to join them with a bowl of egg soup but always felt that it was not appropriate.

"Xiao Jin, this is peach blossom nectar, you taste it."

Shuoge walked over with a glass of wine, and Xiao Jin took it very politely.

"Today is probably the easiest time for us in years."

Ding Hanjie was quite emotional, Yidong, Zhaoyu, and Shuoge all laughed and did not speak.

Or in the same mood, several people look at each other and smile, and raise their glasses at the same time.

May the country be harmonious, the lord and the monarch will join us, may the four seas be peaceful, and the prosperous world will be Chang'an......

The next morning, Ji Xin slowly woke up, she raised her head, and saw Jimo Qinghe who was protecting herself in her arms, Jimo Qinghe didn't seem to have woken up yet, she was a little curious and stroked Jimo Qinghe's tall nose with her fingertips.

"It's so pretty......"

The salary whispered to himself.

"The king is awake?"

Ji Xin was startled by this sudden remark, and the person in front of him was still with his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth were full of smiles.

"You're pretending to be asleep!"

Ji Xin suddenly felt embarrassed, and Mo Qinghe opened his eyes, as if he was a little helpless.

"Wait a little longer......"

He put his arms around her and kissed her on the forehead.

Floating nine colors, nine colors are reborn, not to say tomorrow, not to say yesterday, I just want to take this moment as an eternity, that is, Mo Qinghe said softly in his heart.

The wedding does not end in one day, the ancestral hall needs to be carried out on the second day, and the salary should be worn with a phoenix on the head and a pearl on the neck, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and Jimo Qinghe wearing eight dragon coats.

The Ming Hall has already prepared Ruyi, apples, golden incense cakes and incense buckets. The heaven and earth table is facing north, and the monarch and the phoenix monarch go to the table in turn to offer incense and worship.

After worshipping the ancestors, the two of them ate the reunion meal prepared by the tea room to symbolize harmony and happiness on the bed of the dragon and phoenix, and so far, the wedding has completed all the ceremonies.

Not only were Ji Yan relieved, but Mo Liangjun and Su Ye were finally relieved.

Mo Liangjun has been thinking about the monarch's wedding for a long time, although the belonging of this Fengjun is not the same as he originally thought, but if he thinks about it carefully, there is no one who is more worthy of the king than Jimo Qinghe, even if he prepares for this wedding early, the complex and huge process and personnel arrangements still make him tired enough.

The end of this big wedding is finally a big deal.

For such a big event as the monarch's wedding, Haotian was full of joy throughout the country, and the streets and alleys were brightly lit, but at such a time, several of Haotian's most powerful court ministers gathered together, and even Zheng Xize, who had not appeared for two days, also came here.

Ji salary, that is, Mo Qinghe, came together all night, Futu, Mo Liangjun, Fang Shi, and Zheng Xize had been waiting for a long time, and after simply meeting the monarch Fengjun, everyone looked solemn.

The Xuesi Hall of the Haotian King's Palace was empty and deserted, and the inspector stood in the first place, bowing in the southwest direction.

No one knew what they were worshipping, but they themselves knew that there was a person who could not hold the ancestral tablet in the palace, but this person deserved to be bowed down by everyone.

"Grandpa Zong, although you can't see it, I'm here to tell you."

The auditor spoke softly.

Su Ye and Jimo Qinghe glanced at each other, and they were both sincere in their hearts when they bowed just now.

By the king's grace, he will not give up for a thousand years, for the livelihood of all people, and for one person.

They made a secret promise with Wang Shi, and in this life, they will keep their mouths shut and bury themselves in the loess for a long time.